So apparently when I said I wouldn’t be around this weekend, I lied. We left the party early, so I’m hanging out with my laptop in our hotel room.
The convention has been really awesome so far. We hung out at the campaign’s vendor table for a while before things officially got rolling this afternoon, and I got a chance to talk to people from other campaigns in races I hadn’t decided on. I’m still not totally sold on a lieutenant governor candidate (I’ve narrowed it down to two choices), and I’m really up in the air about which treasurer candidate I’ll vote for. I got to talk briefly to one of the LG candidates I’m considering, and I liked him. Our senate district is seated right by the entrance, so everyone has to walk past us to get in, so we get air time with the candidates much more than most of the other senate districts. We got good seats because our Representative, Jim McGovern, is one of the major powers in the state party.
I did use my cane, and nobody was a jerk about it. The questions I got about it were all from people who already knew me and had seen me without the cane, so they were asking out of concern. Well, there was one woman I hadn’t met before today who asked, but she was asking because she has MS, so it didn’t feel intrusive. People have actually been really kind–making sure I have a seat, asking if I need any help, stuff like that. I’m glad people have been so accepting and kind because it was a rough day physically. If I had to spend more than a minute or two on my feet, my legs started shaking really badly.
I’m a little worried about mobility issues tomorrow. As a teller whip, I basically have to follow the party teller from my district around for several hours, so that I can see who checks in with the party in the morning and record their votes when we vote in the afternoon. It’s going to be difficult if standing is as hard tomorrow as it was today. The mobility issues are pretty new to me, so I haven’t learned the tips and tricks for workarounds and such. But I’m sure I’ll figure out something. And if I really need to sit down for a few minutes, I can have one of my whips stay with the teller until I can stand up again. We can adapt.
Actually, the most frustrating thing for me with the cane is that I don’t have enough hands. Ive got to be leaning on the cane, but I’m also supposed to be writing in my teller book, and most of the time I also have to have my phone in hand to record data and send soft numbers to the campaign staff. We humans really need to get around to evolving more arms. Octopi would be a good model. I don’t want my arms to be slimy and covered in suckers, but eight arms sounds really good about now, you know?
Here, for your viewing pleasure, is a picture of me from the convention.
This is before they handed out our T-shirts. I didn’t know staff and whips were getting T-shirts today, so I wore a little black dress, which the T-shirt doesn’t go well with. But I just shrugged and pulled the T-shirt on over the dress and cardigan. It probably looked really goofy, but who cares? Tomorrow we get different T-shirts, and I’ll be wearing mine with dress pants and a blazer. I can pretend it’s a new fashion statement or something. Whatevs.
I’d appreciate good thoughts/prayers/energy for me for tomorrow. I just need to be able to stay on my feet.